The young man walking out was about twenty-five or twenty-six, with a naturally rebellious demeanor, but his eyes held a hint of a smile.
Every movement and expression had a touch of that selfie vibe.
If it was just from comparing photos, Mo Shangjun was about seventy percent sure, but upon seeing the real person, she was a hundred percent certain.
With a smile, the young man greeted them, "Are you Ruan Yan's friends?"
"Yeah."
Mo Shangjun nodded.
The young man took the initiative to introduce himself, "I'm Lin Jian."
"Mo Shangjun."
"Sisheng."
Lin Jian was quite chatty; as they walked through the yard, he didn't stop talking once.
It was his first time at Ruan Yan's house, accompanying another friend over, not expecting to meet two beautiful ladies here. His words were smooth yet not greasy, a very charming conversational balance.
Upon reaching the living room and not seeing Ruan Yan, Mo Shangjun asked, "Where's Ruan Yan?"
